We landed on the rainbow bridge, my figure tips now back to their normal color. "Come, I have one last thing to do before we may enter the castle," Loki said as he took hold of my hand. I noticed that Odin's scepter was in Loki's other hand. "I'm so sorry for your lose," I said quietly. Loki looked at me and sighed. "Err, yes. Thank you," he whispered, his lips barley moving as he spoke. We entered the weapons vault and approached the end of the room as Loki banged the staff on the floor. The end wall opened up and a large armored being walked in front of us. "Make sure my brother doesn't return to Asgard," Loki instructed the Destroyer. The Destroyer nodded its head slowly and evaporated into the air, leaving me and Loki alone in the room. We walked out of the weapons value and into the palace, the large golden doors swinging open to reveal the throne. Two guards stood on either side of the throne and watched as Loki took his seat. "So, how does it feel, to be king?" I whispered. "It is a blessing and a curse," Loki replied with the scepter still in hand. Frigga, Loki's mother, walked into the throne room and planted a kiss on her sons cheek. "Who is your friend Loki?" Frigga asked, smiling warmly in my direction. "You won't believe me mother, but it's Thea," Loki smiled as well as he sat a little straiter on the throne. "Thea, daughter of Taya and Reens? Is it really you?" Frigga took a few steps closer to me. "Yes, but mostly everyone calls me Sarah now," I responded as she brought me into a tight embrace. "Oh my dear, we thought you dead! This is spectacular! Wait until Odin wakes, he'll be over joyed!" "Odin wakes? But Loki said he was dead," my face lined with confusion as I looked from Frigga to Loki. Frigga looked to Loki and raised her brow before turning her attention back to me. "Odin isn't dead dear, he's just in the Odin-sleep," Frigga replied. I looked to Loki. "So you lied to Thor?" "Yes, but it was for his own good," Loki boomed. Frigga stepped back. "I shall go get the dinner table ready," she bowed her head and quickly walked out of the room. I walked up to Loki and frowned. "His own good? I doubt that," I rolled my eyes and sat down on the arm of the throne. Loki brought my hand up to his lips and kissed it gently. "I'm sorry if I've upset you, Sarah," he let go of my hand and looked into my eyes, his helmet glinting in the dim light of the chandelier. "No, it's fine. You are the king anyway," I said, mustering a smile. Loki smiled also. "You'll grow up to be a strong warrior one day, I can tell," he whispered as the guards eyed us. "Thank you. I hope your right," I looked at the large golden doors and sighed. I could hear voices heading down the hall and the faint sound of shoes clicking on the marble floor. "I guess we ought to go have dinner now," I said, still keeping focus on the door. "You go, I'll catch up later," Loki gently pushed me off of the arm of the throne. I turned to him and looked into his eyes, but he smiled and motioned toward the doors. "Go, I'll be there soon. I wouldn't want you to starve yourself," he chuckled at himself. I started toward the door, turning my head to look at him. "Alright. I love you Loki," I smiled and started to push the door open. I joined Sif and the warriors three as they headed off toward the dining hall. "I love you too," Loki's words lingered in the air as the doors closed behind me.